I love my job. Really, I do. WRA gave me an all expense paid trip to the majestic moutains we know as the Uintas, complete with 11 teenage girls (in my group alone) and all the diversions thereof. 36 miles later, I am back in town camouflaged by mosquitos bites (I have mozzie bites in the most unmentionable places) scratches, and bruises. What did I learn?
*I have a serious dependancy on lotion and garbage cans
*I sleep well enough atop the inflexible earth that I can hike 10 miles in a day, keep 11 teenage girls in check, make my own meals, carry a 40lb backpack uphills (plural), maintain an outstanding attitude, mend wounds (both physical and emotional), read a map, and purify my own water.
*The addiction to my phone has little to no side effects...no withdrawals were experienced...When I needed to take digital notes I couldn't....so whatever needed to be written down was simply forgotten. Ps...I was gone for 2 weeks and I had 18 missed calls...and 281 (complete truth) txt msgs....I believe OTHER ppls addictions (to their phones) are greater than mine.
*Hiking, rappelling, horseback riding, and tubing down the river in the same day will award you the best night's sleep of your life.
*Dirt is inevitable... I dealt with it.
*Bobcats are not as dangerous as we think....neither are bears
*The wilderness is really not that bad.
*I am not a Princess....I did things in the wilderness that a "Princess" would never do.
